Well, now,I know quite well
How little I matter to you.
I know that when you open
Your eyes in the morning
I am not the first person you think of.
I know that when you need someone
To lean on, I do not come to mind
Easily.I know that
There are other people
Who matter so much more,
And that I am but a passing friend.
Maybe I am less than that.
I know that when you sleep at night
I am not who you pray for.
I know that you probably don’t pray at all.
I know well that I am not someone you
Dream of every night.I know,
And I know quite well, that when you drift away
Into that land of your own making, I do not
Exist.I know all this, and I tell myself all this
Every morning.I know I am nothing to you,but
I know that you will always be everything to me.
You will always be all these things to me.